And every magazine tells her she's not good enough, the pictures that she sees make her cry.
Hates the sounds that goodbyes make.
She prays one day she'll find someone to need her.
She swears that there's no difference,
between the lies and complements.
It's all the same if everybody leaves her.
Cuz she's just the way she is, but no ones told her that's ok.
She would change everything for happy ever after.
And she would change everything, everything just ask her.
But she just needs someone to take her home
I want you to believe in life
but I get the strangest feeling that you've gone away
will you find out who you are too late to change?
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